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4dafamme - famous dex lyrics

[intro: famous dex, jay critch]
the money growin’ like a chill pack
she wan’, fu*
she wanna f*ck for the fame
yeah nah bro, we goin’ crazy n*gga

[chorus: famous dex]
she wanna f*ck for the fame (huh)
baby girl, bring me that brain (huh)
[?] the gang (huh)
your ex boyfriend a lame (lame)
caught that boy lacking at the red light
glock with the beam, make sure the boy dead, right
bad b*tch, tryna see what her friend hit like (friend hit like)

[verse 1: famous dex]
bad b*tch f*cking for a birkin (for a birkin’)
i tell her the money ain’t sh*t, i ain’t heard it (heard)
got the gang with me, so i ain’t lurkin’ (gang gang)
[?]
pour me a six and i’m geekin’ on purpose
i walk in the club, and you know they can’t search me
bad b*tches [?] twerking
stop looking tough, ’cause my glock be flirtin’

[chorus: famous dex]
she wanna f*ck for the fame (f*ck for the fame)
baby girl, bring me that brain (bring me that brain)
[?] the gang
your ex boyfriend a lame
caught that boy lacking at the red light
glock with the beam, make sure the boy dead, right
bad b*tch, tryna see what her friend hit like
[verse 2: jay critch]
bad b*tch, and she move in the range
one on me, like i move in the range
beam on it, so it shoot with some aim
pop the perks, took two for the pain
pour the lean, i ain’t feeling the same
i tell dex to go pull up and spray
tell the opps go fill in the blank
hood fave

[chorus: famous dex]
she wanna f*ck for the fame
baby girl, bring me that brain
[?] the gang
your ex boyfriend a lame
caught that boy lacking at the red light
glock with the beam, make sure the boy dead, right
bad b*tch, tryna see what her friend hit like

- famous dex lyrics

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